I Am My Father's Son

by Dean
(Sweden)

A life born into unknown darknessI was your only sonInherited your hopes and fearsBecame your chosen oneGenerations of family demonsGathered around my bedWhispering passed on failuresThat echoed through my headFather I don’t want your shacklesPlease leave them on the groundLet me breathe hope into the worldLet it hear my soundMistakes that you have made in lifeDreams that have long goneRelive them through my eyes this dayYour light will be re-shoneOur words they maybe differentYet our heart it is the sameThe failures of past generationsWill no longer be to blameThough your wings are clippedFor you I fly so highThis is the world that we createdFather please don’t cryNo matter what the world may bringMy life has just begunOne thing I am sure from hereI’m proud to be your son